Meowww. :3 Just a random story.

A/N: Yes thank you, I know what Ciel in Wonderland is. Don't call me a copycat – there're multiple adaptations of this. And as far as I know no Sebastian-of-the-Fluffy-Bunny-Ears is scheduled to come barging in (yet) so I think I'm qualified to publish this.

One more thing – no Eiffel Towers, either.

1. Five-Hit

Magical Kitty Nuko Len-Len (who will henceforth be abbreviated to a simple Len) was walking down the sidewalk one fine sunny afternoon, feeling rather melancholy, when he noticed a little blue-haired boy with a giant strawberry ice cream.

'Haha…' he thought glumly, 'He looks like Kaito.'

But then he blushed and kept walking. It was a hot midsummer day; the surface of the pavement was swimming in a heat haze. He wiped the sweat off his forehead with a sigh.

Suddenly, something fell from above and hit him on the head.

It was quite small – though not so small as an acorn – and wasn't exactly hard. It was… well, squashy.

Len looked up in annoyance, feeling his head. His fingers came off sticky and red.

'Huh…?'

He looked down towards his feet and saw a small squashed strawberry.

'The fuck?' Len scowled. 'A strawberry in midsummer? Are you kidding me?' He usually loved strawberries, but he wasn't in a good mood today. Not after they all put him in that loathsome shota costume and made fun of him in the studio… Even Kaito. He irritably looked around to see who'd thrown it at him – to find no one around. He seemed to have suddenly come to a corner of the park, round the bend in the sidewalk, that was completely deserted.

Strange. The main street had been crowded with people.

Bonk. Another strawberry fell on his head.

Len swore. He looked wildly this way and that to locate his invisible attacker – but still, no one.

He peered up warily at the branches above his head.

'Don't tell me strawberries grow on trees now or something…'

Splat.

A strawberry fell on his face.

He almost lost his temper, but he breathed deeply and told himself it wasn't worth losing his temper over a tree. Wiping strawberry juice off his face (licking some off his lips and fingers), he decided to simply move out from under the tree as fast as possible and continue on his way. He was tired and wanted to go home.

But the tree had other plans.

Blop – another one fell on his shoulder.

Shwuck. Another one right in front of him, barely missing his nose.

'Argh!' He stomped his foot down on the pavement. 'That's enough you stupid tree – this is not the day, I tell you!' He stormed to the open gates of the park, with the intention of determining how on earth a tree was growing strawberries, or if it came to it, simply giving it a good kick.

However when he got there, he found the hindquarters of something white and fluffy wriggling at its base, stuck in a hole in the roots.

Len stared. 'Is that…?'

A rabbit. As he drew closer, its visible hindquarters stopped wriggling and grew still.

He raised an eyebrow. 'Don't tell me you're stuck.'

Its hind leg gave a doleful thump.

'Hah… Fancy that. A white rabbit stuck in a hole,' Len muttered to himself incredulously. 'At least it's a tree.'

It thumped irritably.

'Sorry, sorry – but I thought rabbits are supposed live in this kind of burrows… You mean to say you're stuck in your own front door?'

It kicked angrily.

'It's not my fault! It's because you're too fat.' Len crouched down. 'One second… I'll get you outta there.'

He pulled it free.

And then he stared.

The top half of the rabbit had itself squeezed into a tiny blue waistcoat, nearly bursting at the seams. The buttons looked as if they were going to fly at any moment. The rabbit stood up on its two hind legs, dusted itself gave him a neat bow. 'Thank you for saving my life, Princess.'

Len jumped back with a startled cry. 'Did you just…!?'

'However I am in a hurry, and I must go…' It began to hop away.

'Did you just call me a fucking princess!?'' Len screeched.

The rabbit ignored him.

His face turned red. 'I am not a girl you– you fat mince pie – how dare you – come back here– !'

He suddenly felt the absence of the ground under the foot he had just placed forward.

'What the–!?'

And to his horror, his leg plunged straight into the hole, all the way down, and he felt himself being swallowed up by the ground as the serene sight of the duck pond zoomed away past his head.

'Aaaagh!'

Down, down, the rolling shota tumbled, bumping into stones and tree roots jutting out into the soil tunnel. (At least, he collected nothing on the way.) What sort of monster earthworm had dug this thing, anyway?

One more time, one more time… he felt himself going round and round, dizzily, heels over head, nose to toes.

At long last he tumbled out into open air, and finally came to a stop as he collided with the roots of an enormous tree, mussy-haired and dazed.

He rubbed the sore bump on his head. 'Ow…'

He stared dazedly up at the huge mossy branches above him, wondering where on earth he had ended up.

Hilarious indeed. It was impossible to describe the irony of himself falling into a giant hole… (which, he would explain later if he didn't forget.)

His eyes grew wide with terror as the sky visible between the branches turned scarlet.

'–!?'

The next moment, what seemed like a mountain of strawberries fell on his head. It sounded like thunder. Mushy, pink-red, strawberry thunder. Down, down, a ton of crimson, squashy, sticky overripe triangular fruits pounded down on him like a squall. He couldn't get up. Len felt himself drowning in strawberry juice.

'I hate strawberries!' he screamed though the deafening noise.

At some point, he passed out.

Yes, I know, it's totally random. :3

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